Morning journal and courier., 1887-10-14
FASHION ABLE.

Considering the price of fashionable bon nets, we begin to think the word million aire'' is but corruption of milliner.-Life A little girl who was looking at peacock | for the first time grew enthusiastic. ''Oh mamma" she said, "hasn't it got beautiful | bustle!"-Epoch.
 In New Jersey-Aunt Mary-"Johnnie did you hear the angels singing last nights' Johnnie Gan English boy)-"Well, rather, and they bit me, too. o."-Life. Stranger-Can you tell me when the band begins to play!
 Oficer-I kin; it's not deaf I be. Wait here, and whin it sthroikes up Oi'll let yez know.-Judge.
 "No," said Mrs. Magufin, "my husband ] isn't what you would call learned man, but he is very ambitious to acquire an education. Why, he attends primaries almost every night.'-Boston Transcript.
 She (sentimentally ineline1m'What is your favorite flower, Mir. Pitta' He (com mercially inclined )-"Well, we handle various brands, but there is the biggest margin in red winter No. 2."-Epoch. Dum1ey (who has just bought a horse)- r. stJump in, Featherly, and I'll take you down
 to your office" Featherly (forging ahead)- s;Thanks, old man, but Pm in too big 8
 hurry this morning. Some other time. '-
 Epoch.
 Friend (to young suthor)-"Yeur new vol
 ume of poems is very nice Charley, but don't
 you think that $1. 50 is rather 8 high pricei
 Young author-"No, indeed, Idont. Why, it
 will cost you $1 for even Shakespeare's
 works!"-Epoch.
 sOur dinner table," said MT. Newboarde1
 pleasantly, as he studied the pattern of the
 cloth, ''reminds me of time table" "And
 wherefore?" inquired the prompter. "More
 figures than fodder" was the soft answer
 which turned on the wrath.-Burdette.
 Society women in St. Paul wouldn't serve
 on committee to receive the President with
 Senator Davis wife because she was seam
 stress before her marriage Sewl That's a
 pretty kind of bias to show in a republic and
 it illustrates the seamy side of society.
 ell Courier.
 s'Where are the childrenP inquired hus-
 band and father as he came into the house.
 ''They were so noisy" replied his wife, '1 sent them out with the nurse. Our sweet lit tle'poodle, Fido, had just gone to sleep, and didn't want the dear little fellow disturbed. , The Epoch.
 "Young man," said the minister, impress sively, 'I can see you as you sat at the gam ing table last night with deep red flush or your face"
 "Excuse me, but you're wrong about that deep red fush Bill Jenkins had it in his hand. Washington Critic. ''Leave the door ajar, please, "said the mer- chant, courteously. And the visitor from Arkansas, as he went out, fetched it to with both hands, yanking off the knob, springing
 both hinges, and leaving jar that rattled every window in the building. And ii you'll believe it the merchant got mad. You don't know how to please some men, because
 they never know what they want themselves I-Burdette.
 Why Increase the Lists- "Tompkins, ;
 said a somewhat rapid travelling man to 6
 friend, whose tastes and habits were much like his own, ''rm very much worried" q ! wouldn't cultivate it, my dear fellow. But ! what's the matter9" ''Debts. I'm over whe1med with them. I can't turn corner ! without running into creditor. There's the l natter, and the tailor, and the gents fur
 nisher, and the florist, and the liveryman-ir ! fact, don't see but one way out of the diff fculty." "What is thats" "I've 8 goot
 mind to commit suicide" "And add th' l undertaken to the list? My dear fellow, a | least be reasonable. ."-Merchant Traveller.